The Time Traveling..

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Can't hide myself from the world of miracles, where I breath the fresh air and I spend the time with the friends and foes alike.

I have to fear the recognition and  can't be aloof with the worldly ways, some thoughts provoke and some make us bear the grin as I have to keep pace with the world of hustle and bustle.

The time will spin us in the hula hope as it tries to drift us away in the flowing currents of destiny, we may never met with each-other in the realms of time , the time should with stand the testimonials of human progress..

The beauty of time is its hands of a clock but not in its frames of a vivid colors and designs, seldom we appreciate the good times and bad times alike as we grow old along with it..

 


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